May 20, 2018
Barbara Chapman
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The feel of mother earth beneath my bare feet introduces the sacredness of each step in living . Nourishment given and taken away in a blink and dazzling lies of man disappear within the whispers of the trees . Willing to feel . And I mean Feel . Then the sounds of the heartbeats of…
A realization that came early on in my life was that when the drive to explore was awakened I couldn’t sit around waiting for someone else to decide to join me ….or not . That would be too big of an invitation to frustration and regret . Those moments arrive like a click ….